"Kicking the door closed behind him with the heel of his work boot, he dropped his painting supplies and slid his hands into the space between her bathrobe and bare flesh. His fingertips, dry and calloused, created a friction of heat against her smooth waist as he rubbed and squeezed."
 
(MF) 1663 words
 
Cover art by Jamie Natalo
IG: @jamienatalo